alvhem mäkleri
back in high school, when career and personal planning was an actual class, i decided that interior design would be the career for me. coming home from school i would be sure to catch sarah richardson’s design inc. on HGTV, i would cut out furniture from ikea catalogues and rearrange them on my own (horribly disproportionate) perspective drawings of living spaces, i would collect paint swatches at hardware stores (and i still do). of course, this was me in grade nine – reasoning was not something i needed or knew how to do – but i have since outgrown this “destined career” way of thinking.
looking back at all the moving i’ve done between various cities/countries/apartments as of late, though, i realized that maybe interior design wasn’t such an irrelevant adolescent interest after all: i am a homebody consumed by wanderlust. after exploring the world i still love to come home and feel as though i am. i love the comfort of seeing a familiar face and hearing a familiar voice, the familiar music. i love saturday night dinner talks and chet baker sundays in white and grey.
home is a place where i bring bits of the world outside into mine and leave it there, i design this space by simply living in and growing with it.
